What
Zen Wisdom by
Joie Phenix & Bouvard Pécuchet
Cover art
by Jane Booth
2003
BOUVARD,
I think of you
as I step
off
a curb
out of nowhere
in the middle
of the movement
of the day
a sensation
of falling
back into the
light
delight
a feeling
my insides showing
like birds flying
out of my stomach
and out of my
eyes
light
headed
for
light
-----Original
Message-----
From: Bouvard Pécuchet
<bouvard@sonic.net>
To: Joie
Phenix <joiephenix@hotmail.com>
Date: Thursday, March 28, 2002 2:23 PM
Subject: INNER CHEF
What can I
say
after
cooking
in the
cauldron
of your
embrace?
What will
heal
the
blistering kisses
from your
lips?
Now,
you’re jammin’
and
I’m stammerin’
and
everything’s
sizzlin’
And
I’m blinded
by the
sweat
in my eyes.
FOLDOVERS
I have a substitute for sugar— amrita, nectar of the gods,
but I only
use this in my perfect divinity,
and maybe
you would like the recipe for my apricot foldovers
or my
stuffed dates.
-----Original
Message-----
From: Joie Phenix <joiephenix@hotmail.com>
To: Bouvard Pécuchet
<bouvard@sonic.net>
Date: Thursday, March 28, 2002, 4:01 PM
Subject: BURSTING OUT
My outer electrons are bursting out of their orbits for you.
I’d love to BE your apricot foldover, Baby.
Let’s
not even talk about
stuffed anything.